Hogwarts: What Bad Intentions Could A Little Snake Have?

"Shut up! Eaton, shut up!"

Tyrande's breathing became rapid. She clutched her chest, her face was full of pain, and she screamed:

"I told you not to mention Anne Potter! You bastard..."

Her legs weakened, and she collapsed on the sofa leaning on the armrests. Her face was pale and she was panting. Tears fell from the corners of her eyes. She choked and said:

"You shouldn't mention her, Eton. You can't hurt Annie anymore. She can't bear the grief of losing her father... She is still so young, she doesn't understand anything. I would rather she never know about this, even if she Never understand us.

"Don't cry..."

The Duke of Eaton frantically wiped his wife's tears. He coaxed her softly, trying to make her stop trembling.

"Think about it, Eaton, you can't resign because of my willfulness... I don't want you to do dangerous work. You should continue to be your lawyer in the UK. You have obviously obtained the Bojinbok Building. shares, what else do you want?”

Tyrande took a deep breath:

"And, can't you take me to see my daughter~?"

"Of course, of course I will take you there." Eaton quickly agreed:

"It's just that I can't bring her to New York. You know, her living environment is not suitable for her...and her adoptive father and grandmother are still healthy. They may be worried about conflicts between you mother and daughter. ..Maybe it’s time for you to meet our daughter.”

Duke Eaton's suggestion was approved by his wife, so the two ended the conversation. Later, the couple took Emily to find their sister Anne.

"Mom, uncle said he would take you to London."

Emily was sitting in the back seat of the car, with her head on her hands and a frown on her face, and she said to her mother:

"Are you really not going to think about it?"

"I have to think about it."

Tyrande glanced out the window and said:

"Wait until the afternoon, I'll go see your uncle and then decide whether to go to London... I need to think about it..."

"Uh-huh!"

Emily nodded vigorously, blinked and said:

"Mom, I heard from my uncle that his work is very busy and he works overtime until late every day. We may need to wait for him, so you have to go shopping with me first... I still have a lot of things to buy, and... ..”

"Emily!"

Tyrande couldn't help but scolded, frightening Duke Eton who was driving the carriage.

The old Duke turned his head and looked at his wife in confusion:

"What's wrong? What's wrong with you? Why are you suddenly angry?"

'.||Eton. "

Tyrande's face became more and more ugly. She looked at her husband silently. After a long time, she sighed and said:

"Emily is too young, she doesn't understand..."

"I'm not young anymore, mom, don't worry, I will never become an indecisive woman like you."

Emily clenched her fist and said to Tyrande:

"I have liked you and my father since I was a child. Although you always scold me, I know that my father actually loves you the most. Without your persistence, my father (who is rich) would never marry me."

"I will pursue my dreams like a boy."

She tilted her head and looked at her mother seriously:

"So mom, you also support my dream, right?"

"I...sigh."

Tyrande rubbed her forehead helplessly and said to her daughter:

"You know, I don't object to you participating in the cause you like, but Emily Mayer, you must know that I will take care of you in Hogsmeade Castle."